When Love Pulls Me To The Shore
When love pulls me to the shore, a tide divine,
It sweeps me from the depths of a restless sea.
Each wave a promise, crashing like sweet wine,
Refreshing my spirit, setting my heart free.
The sand beneath my feet, warm and alive,
A blanket of comfort where dreams intertwine.
In the embrace of the ocean, I learn to thrive,
As the horizon stretches, vast and benign.
When love pulls me close, I surrender and soar,
A ship anchored firmly, forever wanting more.
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